Spring, time to create
Renew faith in life, rebirth
And all its promise
Spring, time to believe
In the miracles, inhale
Perfume of life’s blooms
Spring, time to unfold
Choices, possibilities
One for each raindrop
Spring’s light, and shadows
Fall on some for the last time
Make way for the next
Earth and seasons turn
Plot gardens, burial plots
Cycles none escape
Baby grass springs new
Demands drink — dew, showers, tears
Nature’s thirst cares not
From March 20, 2011
The first day of Spring
Daffodils and crocuses
Say it’s bloomin’ time
Spring has sprung today
And that’s nothing to sneeze at
Or maybe it is
The first day of Spring
Soon the bees will be saying:
“Hey buds! Let’s party!”
Spring has sprung today
And April showers will bring
May crabgrass, you’ll see
The bunnies of spring
Are hoppin’, so their babies
Can’t be far behind
“Vernal equinox”
I think that’s the Latin for
“The back yard’s flooded”
Don’t forget to switch your clocks tonight. And these are followed on the blog by re-posts from June 21st, the day with the most daylight, and with a nighttime suite I wrote back in February about things that happen, however cliched, in the wee small hours.
Spring forward, fall back
Big deal! I do that most days
Turning off alarm
1895
Bright idea first came to
George Vernon Hudson
Entmologist,
Astronomer bugged by waste
Of all that daylight
Lived in New Zealand
So there was one huge problem:
Sheep didn’t get it
William Willett golfed,
Had same thought, 1905,
To extend tee times
Germans made the switch
1916 to save coal
During World War I
Brits then the U.S.
Followed, pretty soon nations
All around tried it
Farmers don’t dig it
But sporting goods stores sure do
Maybe it’s a wash
I love the daylight
But the nighttime’s the right time
For some things, nudge, nudge
So, if I post this
1:15 a.m., will you
Get to read it twice?
Spring forward, fall back
We’re fooling Mother Nature!
No, fooling ourselves
The light that matters
It shines 24/7
In your heart, your eyes
Most days I’ll try to post something from the past, until pretty much everything is available on this site. Having ushered in fall (today’s original post is right below this one), let’s recall the coming of March, and spring.
March 1
Checked my shopping list
All out of February
Won’t be buying more
Come in like lion
Go out like lamb; so who writes
All this stuff? Noah?
Soldier’s calendar
Gets really monotonous
It’s always March First
No, I take that back
With prosaic drill sergeant
It can be “March Forth!”
“The March Hare will be
“Much the most interesting,”
Or so says Alice
Will the March Hare bring
Some relative sanity
To the Tea Party?
The Hatter and Hare
Tell us it’s always Tea Time
Do they back Palin?
Besides looking glass
We have to go through some hoops
For our March Madness
March 20
The first day of Spring
Daffodils and crocuses
Say it’s bloomin’ time
Spring has sprung today
And that’s nothing to sneeze at
Or maybe it is
The first day of Spring
Soon the bees will be saying:
“Hey buds! Let’s party!”
Spring has sprung today
And April showers will bring
May crabgrass, you’ll see
The bunnies of spring
Are hoppin’, so their babies
Can’t be far behind
“Vernal equinox”
I think that’s the Latin for
“The back yard’s flooded”
